Give me back my might

Several men in black immediately threw away the box in order to avoid being burned. One of them saw that the file bag was burned, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He drew a sharp knife from his waist and pointed at Mo Qixuan who was on the ground. To stab.

After Lei Zhen dealt with the five men in black, he saw such a scene when he came out, and his heart was about to jump out. He stretched out his legs and kicked the knife away as fast as possible.

"bump."

It was only when the knife fell on the ground that Mo Qixuan came back to his senses. Just now, he had been immersed in the blow of the complete destruction of the design. At this moment, he broke out in a cold sweat after realizing the danger just now. If it wasn’t for Lei Zhen, he would still If the real leather loses the blueprint, it will cost your life.

"Are you okay?" Lei Zhen stretched out his hand and said to Mo Qixuan.

"It's okay!" Mo Qixuan returned to God.

Lei Zhen stretched out his hand, "If you have nothing to do, either get up and fight, or go hide, wait for death!"

Mo Qixuan stretched out his hand, and borrowed Lei Zhen's strength to pull him up.

After Mo Qixuan got up, he frantically attacked the group of men in black. Seeing that the blueprints and manuscripts were still burning, Mo Qixuan felt extremely heartbroken, as if the fire was burning his heart.

In the end, the group of men in black couldn't withstand the crazy attacks of Mo Qixuan and Lei Zhen, they retreated again and again, and finally all retreated.

The fight is over, but the design is already a piece of ashes, even the off-white floor has been burned with a big hole and some sparks, thinking that it was Mo Qixuan's painstaking effort, Lei Zhen saw that there were sparks in the hole in the floor, and he was just looking for a Bu went to beat it out, but couldn't get down to step on the spark.

Thinking about how much Mo Qixuan cherished his design that day, but now, he burned it with his own hands, watching months of painstaking efforts turn into ashes with his own eyes.

He must be in pain, right? !

Lei Zhen slowly turned his head to look at Mo Qixuan.

At this time, Mo Qixuan's face was pale, his eyes were indifferent, he walked slowly towards his bedroom, and then closed the door.

Thinking that Mo Qixuan vomited a mouthful of blood just now, the wound on that arm might also be open, Lei Zhen immediately followed, but found that the bedroom door was locked, so he knocked vigorously.

"dong dong dong dong dong dong..."

After knocking for a long time, there was no movement inside, and Lei Zhen was upset.He scratched his hair and continued to knock.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

"Mo Qixuan, open the door quickly, let me see where you are hurt, the design is burned, you can't even ignore your body, open the door quickly." After knocking, Lei Zhen shouted loudly.

There was still no sound inside, and Lei Zhen became even more anxious. This matter had something to do with him. If he didn't find someone to beat Shen Yida up, with Mo Qixuan's ability, this matter would not be able to reach this point no matter what. I was worried that if Mo Qixuan knew that he had found someone to beat Shen Yida up and blame him, what would Mo Qixuan think of him, would he still be friends with him, would he break off friendship forever.

He really wanted to apologize to Mo Qixuan and tell everything, but he was afraid... afraid of Mo Qixuan's disgusting eyes, afraid that Mo Qixuan would look down on him even more from now on, and afraid that Mo Qixuan would never have any contact with him again.

At this moment, he was even more worried about Mo Qixuan's injury.

"Mo Qixuan, don't care about yourself, don't care about me. I slipped my foot when I kicked that knife just now, and it's still bleeding..." Seeing that Mo Qixuan hadn't planned to open the door yet, Lei Zhen picked up the fruit knife on the table and put it on the table. He lightly scratched his foot wearing cotton slippers, then wiped the blood off the knife, and immediately hid the knife.

The door opened, and Mo Qixuan came out, looking down at Lei Zhen's feet.

"Why didn't you say it earlier. Go to the hospital." Mo Qixuan supported Lei Zhen, looked at Lei Zhen worriedly, "Does it hurt? Can you walk?"

Lei Zhen lowered his head, bumped into Mo Qixuan's worried eyes, his heart throbbed violently.

"It's okay, don't you have a medicine box at home?" Lei Zhen said.

Mo Qixuan squatted down, lightly touched Lei Zhen's wound with his hand, his eyes sank, his brows were furrowed, the knife mark?

"Sit on the sofa first, I'll take care of it for you!" Mo Qixuan helped Lei Zhen to sit on the sofa, then took the medicine box to disinfect Lei Zhen, and then tied Lei Zhen's feet with gauze.

Lei Zhen sat motionless on the sofa and watched Mo Qixuan treat his wounds. In fact, he often encountered such wounds when doing some missions. There were even deeper wounds than this one. They were all tied casually without bleeding. If he can't die, it's fine. Never before has his wound been bandaged so carefully by a single person.This is different from the doctor bandaging the wound in the hospital. The doctor was paid for it, but Mo Qixuan himself was still injured, so he treated him first.

"How is your injury?" Seeing Mo Qixuan got up, Lei Zhen immediately held Mo Qixuan's hand to prevent him from going to the bedroom to lock the door again.

"I'm fine!" Mo Qixuan said lightly.

"It's okay, the blood around this mouth can still belong to me, Mo Qixuan, why are you so desperate? Let me see, where did you hurt?" Lei Zhen couldn't help but roar after hearing Mo Qixuan's words road.Anger was burning in his chest, but Mo Qixuan's refusal to be seen thousands of miles away, he fought desperately for him, could it be that he still treats him like an outsider? !

Mo Qixuan stared at Lei Zhen thoughtfully for a while, his indifferent eyes felt a little warm, and then he untied the ravaged and deformed pajamas, "It hurt so badly at that time, now it's fine, It's nothing, you don't have to worry, thank you very much today. Go to bed early, I will find someone to decorate this floor tomorrow."

Lei Zhen raised his head and looked at the striking large bruise on Mo Qixuan's fair chest, the pupils in his bright black eyes suddenly tightened, his chest was full of anger.

Shen Yida, that bald man, he will never let him go.

"Hiss... Lei Zhen..."

Mo Qixuan let out a cry of pain, and Lei Zhen realized that he was holding Mo Qixuan's hand too much because he was too angry, and a red mark was pinched out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" Lei Zhen let go immediately.

"I was not killed by the killer. If you cut off my hand, I would be so wronged..." Mo Qixuan said with a nonchalant smile.

"It's okay. Go to sleep." Mo Qixuan said, and then walked towards his bedroom.

After watching Mo Qixuan leave, Lei Zhen sighed, and then his face was full of anger.

Taking out his mobile phone and broadcasting a number, Lei Zhen said coldly with a bit of dignity. "Ling Zhi, call a team of soldiers and meet on the Northwest Road. Just now, tell them to put on ordinary clothes."

After hanging up the phone, Lei Zhen called again and called the family's private doctor.

"He's very sleepy now, and fell asleep. Don't wake him up during the treatment!" Lei Zhen said, looking at the middle-aged doctor carrying the medicine box.

"Yes, young master. Do you need me to take a look at your feet?" The middle-aged doctor asked attentively.

"No need!" Lei Zhen gave the doctor a cold look, then changed his clothes and went out.